poems – Ciara Ashley Johnson

The Self Soother

Sometimes you can find yourself in a position filled with pain. That pain is temporary, it comes and it goes, and it can make you sick with it, but it comes and it goes. There’s a strange weight held onto people that makes them think they cannot comprehend, it makes them not want to accept,Continue reading “The Self Soother”

In Another Dimension

I see myself being a little girl, from 5 and on, with my dad, paddling out into the waves and he’s teaching me how to surf. I see us, like two water babies, and I’m learning skills I wish I only learned from him. I’ve been watching a lot of surfer movies lately. Classics andContinue reading “In Another Dimension”

An Ode To My Beloved

You were never ordinary and you know that… I can still feel the way the universe tilted, An inevitable force that brought us together, Puzzle pieces finding their placements, Our shadows and lights guiding the way, And we hold tight to each other, Because our souls allow no separation.

like a slow wave of heat…

it rises out from inside my belly. quietly spreading through every vein. a slow wave of love. a slow wave of ache. until it pours out of me. until it becomes shape and color. until it dissolves me into the canvas.

Tonight

These vibrations move too deep. Looking for the core, I’m looking for the warmth. I’m swimming deep, pushing away the fears Breathing water, I bloom in the comfort.

Fabric so soft

Enrapture me in your culprit device, Keep me safe from my own demise. Ugh the senses love to take over me, Imagination caught with serendipity. I can’t win, this I know. And with every day, these seasons grow. Sweet symphony, you’re a cause to blame, As I strike my cord in this silly game. Love.

I am

You’re right. I’m insatiable. I move through my days with an altered want. Never feeling whole, always wanting more. I’m hungry. I’m aching. I’m disquiet in sensibility. And I hide it so well. I’m ambiguous. I’m distraught. I’m fiery with wet imagination. I’m breathing deep trying to pull you closer. I’m a mess. Cultivated inContinue reading “I am”

Untitled

The summer breeze brought the sweet feel of you Gliding across my skin. Weakened to the knees. Slow breath. Slight touch. And with the twinkling sound of leaves My hearts pushing, legs grasping. Full of memory. Mmm. Hums of machines move past me, back and forth. And back again. Our silhouettes hide between the space.Continue reading “Untitled”

september

Eyes close in the ache of a constant crave. I’m remembering your touch. Delicate but deliberate. Remembering your face, quintessentially beautiful. Remembering the feel, mind open… Body’s open. Remembering your taste, salty and sweet. It’s such a smooth collide. I know not what you want from me, As I become a beggar lustfully crawling forContinue reading “september”

you’ve won

You took my hand. Cold and anxious it was. It was desperate and honest. You lead me to a door, to the waiting room, fed me bits of you, questioned my beliefs, desired my body, built my want. You took me to that room, leaving me there hungry for more. Always wanting more. Grasping forContinue reading “you’ve won”